I Used a French Press for a Week — Here’s What Happened
I have a confession to make. I became a massive coffee snob, and I let my own arrogance blind me […]
I have a confession to make. I became a massive coffee snob, and I let my own arrogance blind me […]
I used to live a highly caffeinated double life. To my friends, my coworkers, and the outside world, I was
I used to have one of those giant, scratch-off maps of the world hanging on my bedroom wall. The goal
When I first started taking my coffee habit seriously, I thought I had it all figured out. I had learned
For the first decade of my adult life, I operated under a very simple, very flawed assumption: coffee is just
I kept standing in front of a massive, floor-to-ceiling chalkboard menu at a famous multi-roaster café in downtown Chicago, holding
I cleared my entire dining room table on a Sunday morning. I pushed the fruit bowl aside, moved the mail
For endless moments, I operated under a massive delusion about what the word “fresh” actually meant. If you had asked
For many moons, my coffee-buying process was completely geographically blind. If you had stopped me in the supermarket aisle ten
There is a moment that every specialty coffee drinker eventually faces. It usually happens when you are visiting a relative,